What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 11:22
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I never knew my life mattered”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
The other one don't understand me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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“Money's flowin’, everything is fine, got myself a uzi and my brother a nine, business is boomin’ everything is cool, I pull about a G a week; fuck school”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
What is the typical mentality of the Indian society?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“I brought my bitch out to Pathmark, she's pushin' the cart, Headed to aisle four, damn I got milk on my Clarks, That's what I get, not focusin' from hittin' that bark, My mouth dry, need plenty water quick, I feel like a shark, In the aisle bustin' them paper towels and wipin' my Wallies down, I stood up to face a barrel, he's holdin' a shiny pound, It's him, he want revenge, I murdered his Uncle Tim, I sold him a bag of dope, his wife came and copped again, That bitch is crazy and uh, she brought her baby, She knew I had the murders a smack, It killed her man though, now I got his fuckin' nephew grippin' his gat, You's a bitch, you better kill me, you know you're booty, You pulled your toolie out on me, motherfucker, First thought was to snatch the ratchet, Said fuck it and fuckin' grabbed it, I ducked, he bucked twice, this nigga was fuckin laughin', I wrestled him to the ground, tussled, scuffled, constantly kicked him, He wouldn't let go the joint, so I fuckin' bit him, Shots was whizzin' hittin' Clorex bottles, Customers screamin', then the faggot ran out of hollows, I had to show him what it's all about, Next day we readin’ the paper: A man who came to kill gets knocked out”
How might an Indian girl respond to someone saying "I love you"?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Can you show pictures of your penis, big or small?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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Soldier with the gas-mask
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Gangbangers that spit slang
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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“…Sammy eagerly rode up on him, toxic off the turkey with the joint on him, Flower look his man stood up before him, The bitches hit the table, Jakeem stripped off his cables, Shots went off, Sam'd get a chance to make his debut, Flower grabbed Tiff his man with the sideburns, hat fell off, We noticed wig worms, he hid behind Rich, C-Allah hit the light switch, young girls were trampled in the men's room, Pool pistol whipped Mase and broke the handle, Desperate- crawlin to the door on all fours, Sham kicked the jukebox the theme song rode in was "It's Yours", Oh my goodness, Waz grabbed the Mo bottle thrashin’, He layin like a gay model shoutin’ out Sebastian, He smiled with his teeth missin, beggin’ for mercy ‘No more god, there’s 68 thousand down at pier three’, Out came the cannon, whistled out zaggin', Sham snatched his flag four big rocks enter the dragon, It's over, another story told, Lyin’ with the snakes, tongue kissin’ cobras, Yo let me tell you how the game go, We gettin rid of all the prostitutes, Tony want the streets back for sure! Too many hustlers, too many thieves, We're fuckin’ up who's willing to fight and teach the seeds? Too much TV, guns and robberies, Lust and greed and hate the four devils- jealousy”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
If it ain't
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
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“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
If people in the UK hate Trump so much, why does he own golf courses there?
Who designed our DNA structure?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“Now as an outcast I was born, wasn't warned of the harm, That would come to meet me like Met Life, but yet life done sent me through a lot of ups and downs like it ain't nothin’, Like elevators but I ain't the one that's pushin' the buttons, I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it wasn't one, they said it skipped from 12 to 14, Still smoking, still drinking, no I'm sittin' on the Lincoln 4 A.M. thinking that in reality the world is like a ball full of playas, We trapped off in this maze, with walls made of layers”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Mothership alien sorceress
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If it ain't
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“You as an amateur, is outspoken, I'm lookin at your face you seem to be hopin that I, might stutter, stop, or just mess up, but everything's live that's why I don't dress up, Blastmaster KRS a synonym for fresh, I'm the teacher of the class, I do not pass no test, got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me cause we make up the Boogie Down Production crew faculty”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
No smile is genuine or real,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I do it once, I do it twice,
I'll see you when I get there,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“late night I'm on a first class flight, The only brother in sight, the flight attendant catch fright! I sit down in my seat; 2C, She approach officially talking 'bout, ‘Excuse me’, Her lips curl up into a tight space, cause she don't believe that I'm in the right place, showed her my boarding pass, and then she sorta gasped, all embarrassed; put an extra lime on my water glass, an hour later here she come by walkin’ past; ‘I hate to be a pest but my son would love your autograph'”
What does life mean without death?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Know your enemies
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Movin objects mentally
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I seen it all in my short life
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious